IT'S A VIBE

“Well…you have to post a picture for me to do so.” Maverick laughed, though it was breathless as he arched his back, enjoying the feeling of Milo’s body against his, “Whatever you say.” He undid the button on his jeans, sliding them down and off of his hips as he kissed the other. “Is this what you do with all the guys you ask to live with you?” he teased, sliding his fingers through Milo’s short hair to get a good grip. “What was it you wanted me to say? That’s right. Fuck me, papi.”

“Just fuck me and call me pretty, love.” Maverick echoed, a grin on his face as he met Milo’s kiss. He pressed as close as possible this time, not wanting to let go. He shoved the box off the couch, moving to pull Milo down onto him instead, “Good thing where there’s a couch, there’s a way.”

“Mhm, I’m really nice,” Maverick kissed the other once more, though more slowly and deliberate this time before he began to remove himself completely, “Sure, sure. Pizza it is.” He leaned away this time, reaching for the box and setting it onto the couch beside Milo this time. Maverick settled himself back on the other’s lap, raising an eyebrow, “There you go.”

It took everything in him not to laugh, only smiling as he looked back at Milo. Maverick adjusted on the other’s lap, “accidentally” grinding down a little more as he leaned forward to drag his mouth against the other’s, “Sure, tesoro. One slice of pizza, coming right up.” He couldn’t reach the box from his position, however, and he turned back to meet Milo’s gaze, “I can’t reach it, guess I’ll just have to move.”

“It sounds better when I say it,” Maverick argued, deepening the kiss as best he could from where he was straddling the other’s lap. He bumped their noses together, barely pulling away, “Fine, eat your pizza. Guess I’ll just sit here and wait.”

“Shut up,” Maverick huffed out a breath, pressing his mouth to Milo’s after he was teased. “I don’t have much stuff, but yeah. As long as you don’t charge me a crazy amount of rent, then I’ll stay.”

“Caro mio, you don’t mean that.” Maverick wanted to backtrack a little, since sure – he could see himself staying there every night. But that was a big move; was Milo even ready for that? “That’d be…like – I don’t know. You know I would.”

“Can I stay here tonight? I don’t know what you have going on or whatever in the morning, but I don’t want to go home. No one’s around very often and…you know.” He felt awkward asking, considering this was Milo’s home and Maverick didn’t want to be that kind of boyfriend. The one who didn’t know when to leave.

“I think you’ll be fine, but…okay, I won’t post it,” Maverick hadn’t even taken a picture, but he managed to make his way onto Milo’s lap instead of on the couch, pressing a kiss against his mouth, “You love me, right?”

“Honestly, with your metabolism, it probably eats that shit up faster than it can turn into calories,” Maverick huffed, only slightly jealous. He rubbed Milo’s arm, moving to get as close as possible without disturbing the pizza slice, “That’s all that matters, really. I’m gonna get a ton of followers on instagram the moment I post your cute face stuffed with all that pizza.”

Maverick let out a breath, rubbing his neck as he sat down by Milo, looking at the pizza. “It went alright? Why not good? You always look good on camera,” he said with a half smile, running his fingers through Milo’s hair before he sighed, “I didn’t do much else. It was…a long day.”

“Mmmm,” she groaned beneath the duvet, shifting under its weight as reality came pouring into the fabric of an otherwise peaceful sleep. “Fine. I’m getting it… I’m—” Her arm reached out and clasped the vibrating device before a lazy swipe of her finger turned it off entirely. “Beautiful silence.” Tossing her phone somewhere onto the carpet below, she sighed and ran fingers through Milo’s mussed bedhead. “What day is it?”

Milo was thankful that she had gotten to the phone. The silence was the sweetest sound he could think of right now. “Finally.” He let out a sigh as Regina ran her fingers through his hair. His eyes definitely stayed closed considering the hangover he was sure would be made worse by the light streaming in through the windows. “Uh...I don’t know. Is it Thursday? Day after Halloween?”

“Thanks for taking a walk in my shoes, I guess.” His reassurance wasn’t terribly convincing to begin with, anyway. At Milo’s reactionary expressions and quick divergence around her words, it perhaps encouraged an almost eagerness in the brunette. A fleeting desire to prove herself to an older brother she never had. And then it was gone. “What? Not a fan of compliments Over the top— That sounds… exhausting. What’s the biggest one you’ve seen?”

“You should know better than to question anything that Abel does, hermano.” Kian chuckled, standing up from the corner of his bed and taking a seat next to him. “A discussion that can wait of course.” she finished. Kian had ben so caught up with her own life that she sometimes forgot to check up on her brothers every now and then, which is why she was thankful for Regina and Emilie - but also a reminder that she should do better as a sister. Especially since she was the last Hendrix woman they could actually trust. She furrowed her brows and looked over at him. “What happened? Are you okay?” she started, not being able to help the uneasy feeling developing in the pit of her stomach. “Right. Listen, I know I haven’t been around lately, but I’m always here, I hope you know that.” Kian said. “Talk to me, what’s been going on?”

“I don’t usually question it, but...he was just so upset. He literally screamed so loud. He’s not okay. I think he’s been trying to keep it together, but I don’t know, Kian.” In all honesty, he was worried about his brother. He didn’t want to unload it on Kian, too, but they were family. None of them were really okay after finding out their mother was alive. It just had seemed like a ripple effect for Milo. All of his insecurities and emotions came rushing forward and he was doing everything he could to try and hold them back. To no avail of course. “You’re always around, Kian. I would never fault you for having your own life. You’re there when I really need you. I’ve just...got a lot going on for me. And it’s really hard for me to tell you or Abel anything because I feel like you’d be disappointed. I know dad would be. He’d probably stop telling me to model immediately and then I wouldn’t know what to do with my life. It’s all I have, you know?”

💞 = Does your muse believe in soulmates?

Not really, but he doesn’t think it’s too far fetched.

💍 = Big or small wedding?

“I hope tequila and pizza go well together.” Maverick shrugged his jacket off, pushing up the sleeves of the henley he was wearing as he moved towards Milo, pulling the other into a hug as greeting, “How was your day?”

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